Our thoughts, our will, our ways. You are turning me into a fool. With harsh stentorian tone, disdainful, flings it feels untamed and beastly.
Lockdown Poems - Modern Award-winning Lockdown Poetry : All Poetry But may we use this time to focus on the most important things and slow down in a way weve never been forced to do before. Before the virus, I went to school, everything was happy. Alone we all sat, avoiding the ravage
But not as I doodle-y doos. Very emotional and very touching! Can't promise I won't cry. Dont Feel Glum !!!!!!!!! Val wins a copy of A Sackful of Limericks signed by Michael Palin and a hand-knitted Clanger of her choice. Our freedom, because of a virus,
Share your story! The 2.6 Challenge in April 2020 encouraged us to do raise funds in support of British charities.Many chose to do physical things to raise money. Then once again we'll be on our way
His one is more consoling while my poem insists more on taking a note on our dependence on God. >> A police man did bark
We wake each day to numbers,
Today, breathe. Whose toe was incredibly sore
*There was a lady from sunny Bangkok
Twas from Moreton Montaine he came from
Two weeks in, a circus of an overenthusiastic clown. Tidying their drawers and sick of chores. T: 01242 236608 / E: office@PepUpTheDay.com. Our pantry's slowly dwindling, inadequately stocked. to iron chicken
A pensioner who lives on his own
Stitching a mask today out of an old bath gown. A lady who trained at the gym
I don't know how I'm feeling,
Who awoke with a throbbing tick
>> From the noses of strangers
KATY, Texas Teachers everywhere are missing classroom life, especially their students. Dear Dad, youre a gonna, thats that! There was an old granny from Montrose. We've no haircuts or schools,
Until everything stopped when Corona came to town. Rich men, trust not in wealth, There are no sides to take. Let's hope they do start in September! And set us free again. Snakes are in the undergrowth. You will get stronger. so stay safe by adhering to the preventative measures, each day will pass, we will walk together I awoke to a pestilence, a pandemic across the nations,
That's so lovely of you to leave a comment. Some of the poems were funny and some were not. It's our actions that define us-
Main Office WINNER. Locked in our homes, to weather this storm. But this I know is true. I know I don't fit in with your style,
The fears that rise to the surface are felt by billions of people around the world. His hands she removes
Triumphant croaks aloud, and joyful claps
A Lockdown Limerick - James Proclaims! A virus with a smiling heart of stone. And outward-seeming, heart-unmeaning tear The last two stanzas have kind of been my mantra in getting me through my bad days lately. His adventures impressing the Queen
It's time we got rid of this clown. Maud has grown her hair to her knee
The author of this poem, Laura Kelly Fanucci, lives in Minnesota and writes a syndicated column titled Faith at Home which is published in Catholic newspapers in the US. Profanity : Our optional filter replaced words with *** on this page . We're all in this together. COVID-19 has spread across the globe, bringing with it sickness, death, uncertainty, anxiety, and economic upheaval. He admired his wife for her wits. They had orgies and wine
The master has become slave. A little piece of my reality during the darned COVID season. Look For The Blossom By Jessica Bryan Published by Family Friend Poems April 2020 Struggling during the current Coronavirus pandemic, I wanted to write something that urged me to keep positive. The poem celebrates thousands of "tiny local kindnesses". There will be a time when we could take her out,
Meeting with my loved ones, If you're anxious that all have been asked to stay home,
To bring a smile and to banish the frown. Jayne Cortez, There It Is. 7 Learn more about our work in the Democratic Republic of Congo. Searching empty shelves, for nourishing food to eat? For shed become frigid
through the neighborhood I've been dragging this past week runny eyes weighty feet. Bens six, hell think his Dads dumb. Births the darkness in our mind. But I am a bookish nerd. Lock her up in the shed,
Physic himself must fade; It feels so detached; it's such a shame. Travelled worldwide by plane
We are alone but still together,
No days out, no holidays,
Confinement Baking was done,
Stay at home so we can go out. Great post, Thanks, Lynn! << Looking about Its been claimed that Kathleen OMeara wrote it in 1869 following the devastating Irish famine of the mid-nineteenth century. To convey what lies inside. Shout at your spouse
Take comfort in knowing you are not alone. Queues ahead dont get too near
24 Poems About The COVID-19 Pandemic 1. Here is Val reading her winning limerick for us all to enjoy Anne wins a copy of A Sackful of Limericks by Michael Palin (sorry it isn't signed! Win Clangers Clanger ChunkiChilli
This was terrible and written in a lockdown drill at school. Never free to roam. Frustrated by her growing dependency. R with Joe as a covid butt kicking team. Lockdown Limerick Challenge for you
Masks are useless at protecting you against the virus, but you may have to wear one because it can save lives, but they may not work, but they may be mandatory, but maybe not. Stay home: avoid going to town
I'm tickled at how quickly men were fooled. 0 They can be clever, naughty or topical and should give the listener or reader a smile or even a good belly laugh.
Coronavirus pandemic poem: 'Amazing' poem hailed on This Morning Suddenly, and abruptly I felt peace, and it was oh so serene. Help lift the darkness looming. R There is a new virus in town
Full shelves at the store To stoppe their passages, or to or fro, There's lots that must be done. Shielding in Bushey
That we too must face each day. Who found it difficult to touch her toes. To every volunteer coming forward like they have. >> Im not trying to shirk,
So Chris Whitty stepped in with suggestions. His writhed hands did at the linen pluck; In heroic couplets, Young weaves a narrative poem out of the epidemic. A lesson may be learned,
About current times
Who was badly missing his friends. Yes, the world's in bad shape, and yes, it's strange,
They're battling to save hundreds of lives,
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And dreaming of trips to Barcelona, Its lockdown day 93
Probably the first poem of note to be written in response to the AIDS epidemic of the 1980s, this four-line poem is especially poignant because it was written by a man who would later die of the disease. We've got a new puppy called Honey,
Her carers helped out, With a spring cleaning bout,
This haunting and enigmatic poem was published in Poetry magazine in 2015, and seems especially apt five years on, especially with its references to a 'virus' and 'the world's keening'. In the isolated crowd. obj Yet it puts many into a funk, There was an old man called Dominic
We smiled and laughed and she was fine. When we all unite
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Love poems from lockdown: A work of fiction - King of Limericks lest our liberty falls to fear growing. R p|YoVv6 R?o. When were watching TV,
I don't typically write lyrics, but this felt right in the time. "Eey up, lad, We need thee over in t' Dales. Rachel Pappas, a second year teacher at Davidson Elementary in Katy ISD, has decided to pour her feelings . She loved doing quizzes all Day
Now jaded, not green
Another week minus cake
Lockdown Limerick Challenge for you
Have you seen the porters, down on their heels,
Work hard, my weary body, please. He could meet the needs of his wife, a food snob
Apart from change out of my dressing gown
But blue and grey and clear.
Ate scones with cream
Some sweet solace we might find. In March Boris chose to deny us,
But couldnt think of anything to say, There once was an old hotel porter
Well be holding them tight soon enough. To Love. Whose husband had his own alarm clock
And brighter days to come,
{r Writing poetry is a bridge that allows people to express their feelings and make others live every single word they read. Yes there is panic buying. Dear Dinah,
His poem brings a message of hope that, like Spring, is pushing its way through this gray and anxious time. But there does not have to be hate. So just admit defeat. Ask Mum for a generous sub
Room at so much a pitful for so many. the rest swelter in grace
0 I hoboed in Portugal, feasted in France. She's forbidden by social distance,
Corona virus you're pants!! There was an old woman from Stroud
If lockdown makes you feel grey At the minute, times are tough. Our casualties of war. Share your story! With the help of Pepuptheday
As if they were not men, nor Christians, Whose husband was obsessed by his cleanness
And little to do
I'm happy to not have gone back to those times. And luckier than some. Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. You can hear the birds again. Her hands were all sticky
Oh! and rested and exercised May God bless you all, keeping you well and safe. It contaminates and does us harm
For all types of virus that spurt
Stuck in the house
Lets all Pepuptheday says Bee ******
And gave them a time
/Creator The issues are not academic
our families and my friends. across the empty squares, of an invisible foe, so vile and savage. Now all is quiet and theres peace all around, But my family and friends stayed in touch to the end
Oh Michael Palins book just for me, Lets all Pepuptheday says Bee
Lockdown Poems - Modern Award-winning Lockdown Poetry : All Poetry Poems / Lockdown Poems - The best poetry on the web Newest anolderambler Follow Oct '22 Isolated Isolated - but not because of a ping It's such a strange feeling To feel so alone In a city that's heaving Just you, your words and your breathing Temptation increases With a heart that is made out of gold
Home of the witty ditty. Nonsensical and noisy. No more shaking hands. But remember us, Lord, and let this pandemic virus end. Across much of the globe, the frantic pace and headlong industry of life have been forcibly slowed. Thanks to those who care
0 But one caller, Peter from Glen Iris, sent Ross and John a limerick about coronavirus and next thing they knew, their inbox was buzzing! Contact Information: To flatten the curve,
stream R Everyday on Facebook a post from Bee
Y esterday, Public Health Mid-West said they had "serious . Driving on I went, down a road I did not know,
Previous Post Have you noticed how more birds are flyin'? For just driving straightforward might be my way out. While we wait, have no fear
Our children flourished and theirs did too.
LOCKDOWN LIMERICK CHALLENGE - all the 133 entries listed and the Bringing within 0 How sped All things to end are made; 1 talking about this. It's so much deeper than that. To sign up up for PepUpTheDay.com newsletters, please click here. When told to lockdown
Pushed off upstream
We must find a way to thrive. I want to go everywhere with you
This is what you should do
Without a frown upon our brow. Once again for the world and I. I know you won't need me for long,
In self-isolation we stay;
We'll maybe take this moment
Specially crafted for you and me
and they've realised they were like cheese and chalk. And, lordly, tramples on distress in anguish. He said 'meet me at mine,
By Darren - Fun from Darren and one of the first entries we received. And both felt a couple of tilts! The Milkman in the early morn,
I look just like a Yeti! Thomas Nashe, A Litany in Time of Plague. And Ill follow my own rules, not yours!. *There was a man from bustling Zurich
Our heroes aren't our generals,
The beach, the hotel and a perfect holiday. obj *There was a lady from San Moritz
Will they find a cure? Around that man whose breath is pestilence Quick, dear Mary, the car. This haunting and enigmatic poem was published in Poetry magazine in 2015, and seems especially apt five years on, especially with its references to a virus and the worlds keening. The productive were idle, the busy as rock. << Is totally disgraceful and incredibly mean. Now he walks coughing through Waterloo Station, While Boris was battling infections
You know your friends all have their struggles,
And flouting grin, emphatically scornful. There was a young lady called Kay
Too tall for the door,
Subscribe and to the BBC https://bit.ly/BBCYouTubeSubWatch the BBC first on iPlayer https://bbc.in/iPlayer-Home With thanks to the final year studen. We have now read and inwardly digested all 133 limericks in the Lockdown Limerick Challenge. Yay Michael Palins book just for me. In this epic poem, which is available in full on Google Books via the link above, Young tells the tragic tale of the plague that ravaged the island of Malta in 1813 (when Young happened to be visiting the island). Poetry is to educate people, to lead them away from hate to love, from violence to mercy and pity. And though you may not be able These powerful poems show the enormous impact coronavirus has had on childrens lives, as well as their strength, resilience, and hopes for the future, said Yolande Wright, Save the Childrens Director of Inclusion. I hope that this ends so I can go back to seeing my friends. I just don't need this stuff. What end to life is this? He tried his hand shearing
The ancient Roman poet Lucretius penned this didactic poem, whose title translates as on the nature of things, in the first century BC. Behind it, Brother Richard sees a chance to rediscover a natural beauty and connectedness that is near at hand, though often buried by modern commotion. It was two meters long
I may not be happy with this relationship right now, but I'm happy to have someone. Stay home: thats the plan
Philip Freneau, Pestilence. Have you seen domestics, putting safety first
are preparing to welcome The family decided wed better
Soon there will be better days. Today Churches, Synagogues, Mosques and Temples Forcing us to stay at home. By Sue Hemsworth - There were quite a few political limericks and this was entered during those eventful few days! The world must share this battle;
/St But this storm intolerable to weather. Is for you to stay home. As divisions continue to harden,
I don't know how I'm feeling. A round of applause
She faces her fears for us,
/MediaBox Thats how I spend all my time, Not wearing a mask is quite rude
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We all share the beautiful sky high above. Lockdown limerick lament 12 June 2020 | Poem John Bolton. There was a young lady called Lyn
A Poem on the Covid Lab Leak, by Brian Yapko You follow them, fools!" Still no flour for us to bake
The girls I knew were pretty and bright. Many chose to do physical things to raise money. The flowers will always bloom
Bravely they go into infectious wards,
At least four inches wide. I think they must be huge,
Out of my abode I went, deciding to take a drive,
And spread blessings along the way, So one big advantage of Zoom
For quite a while now,
The sky is clearing, So, I penned 26 pages of limericks and poems to create a little book that I called "Lockdown Limericks". We have laws for protection